my time
Trying hard to find the things that everybody
told they'd have to be on my mind
Now I'm finding myself
after being lost on a shelf
And I see that I've been saved
in time a quarter to twelve
Now I'm strong in spite
of the weakness I feel
I find my way to the things that are real
It doesn't mean I'll be resting my bones
I am free
There are too many stones in
a changing rough scene
Having bad dreams,
I could not imagine going on
In this life's arena
Giving it up means to throw
experience away
Yet I'm old enough to know
I only live for today
Now I'm strong in spite
of the weakness I feel
I find my way to the things that are real
It doesn't mean I'll be
resting my bones
I'm in free, there are too many
stones
In the deep sea where I was born,
waiting for the dawn
I've been hiding from the hard
life in this shelter of mine
Now I've learned from the past,
and I've got to be fast
Cause there's only a few chances,
maybe one of the last
But I'm strong in spite
of the weakness I feel
I find my way to the things that are real
It doesn't mean I'll be resting
I'll my bones, I ain't free,
there are too many slaves
Yes I'm strong,
inspired by the weakness I feel
I found my way, to the things that I reeled
Doesn't mean I'll be resting my bones
I ain't free
There are too many stars